Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from France and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Prince Buster to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Nils Olav,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MDC,
Bobby Womack,
Dark Day,
OOIOO,
The Slackers,
Eric Dolphy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
One Last Wish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Das Ding,
The Dead C,
Donny Hathaway,
Darondo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wolf Eyes,
The Monks,
Mad Mike,
Jawbox,
ABC,
10cc,
Qualms,
Derrick Morgan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lyres,
Newcleus,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Cale,
Man Parrish,
UT,
The Young Rascals,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Hood,
Eli Mardock,
Sarah Menescal,
Popol Vuh,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Massinfluence,
Warsaw,
Unwound,
Echospace,
Absolute Body Control,
Soul Sonic Force,
Chrome,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Robert Wyatt,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Maleditus Sound,
The Move,
World's Most,
Minutemen,
In Retrospect,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.